Chapter 1439 Perfect Understanding (2)

"Feng Tianqi, do you dare to fight me one-on-one?" he challenged.

Feng Tianqi subconsciously wanted to say he dared, and his mouth was open, but he paused, remembering Feng Shengyang's instructions.

He snorted, "Who cares about you!"

Yin Shaojie curled his lips, and his tall figure blocked in front of him, "Then you can talk about it after you get past me, come on!"

Damn!

Feng Tianqi was very unhappy when he saw Yin Shaojie's confident look.

Do you think I can't get past you?

Then just watch me!

Feng Tianqi made several fake moves, but failed to fool Yin Shaojie.

Yin Shaojie sneered, "You are so lame!"

"What did you say?" Feng Tianqi glared at him, but the basketball in his hand was intercepted by Yin Shaojie in mid-air.

"Thank you!" Yin Shaojie passed by him, patted the ball and walked away, and did not forget to thank him.

Feng Tianqi was so angry that he hurriedly chased after him.

"Yin Shaojie! Didn't we say it's a one-on-one? Come on! Those who don't dare are cowards!"

Yin Shaojie turned a deaf ear and ran straight to the basket.

Feng Shengyang frowned, chased after him, and personally intercepted Yin Shaojie.

Yin Shaojie took a step back and smiled at him.

Then, he stood directly outside the three-point line and raised his hand to shoot.

All the girls in the audience held their breath.

Will it go in from such a long distance?

It went in!

Yin Shaojie seemed to have known it would go in, showing a satisfied expression.

Song Shijun came over and clapped his hands with him, "Good job! Beautiful!"

This three-pointer is really perfect!

Song Shijun went to kick off.

Seeing Yin Shaojie and Jun Zeye score consecutively, he couldn't help it, and the factors in his blood were aroused.

As a boy, in such a strong confrontation, he hopes to show his ability.

Feng Shengyang had a smile on his face and blocked Song Shijun, apparently trying to block him from passing the ball.

Song Shijun glared at him, thinking that this man's smile was really like a smiling tiger. He was smiling, but there was a hidden calculation underneath.

Do you think I will let you take the ball?

Dream on!

"Shijun!" Yin Shaojie's voice came.

Song Shijun made a fake move, Feng Shengyang pretended to be fooled by him, and then chased after him.

Yin Shaojie and Jun Zeye were stopped by the other two and couldn't catch up for a while.

Song Shijun thought about it and decided to shoot himself.

Give it a try!

Feng Shengyang looked at the movement of his wrist raising, as if he had expected it long ago, hooked his lower lip, moved forward, and then jumped up at the same time.

Snap!

The ball was slapped away!

Song Shijun's face darkened, and he cursed secretly, damn, it was blocked!

This ball must not be lost in his hands.

Song Shijun stared at Feng Shengyang, not letting him move, and even had physical collisions, not giving him any chance to get close to the basket.

Come on, shoot if you have the ability!

This time I will block you!

Song Shijun was waiting for Feng Shengyang to jump up and shoot, and then he could return the favor.

Feng Shengyang was a man with strong judgment, and he would only do things with a high success rate.

So compared to shooting, he chose to pass the ball.

With his ghostly steps and fake moves, he was about to get rid of Song Shijun.

Song Shijun had already seen Feng Shengyang's passing move, but his feet moved to the other side.

He gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and pounced on the ball with his upper body.

Bang——

Because his hands and feet did not have time to coordinate, he wanted to hit the ball with his head, but accidentally hit the ball with his face.

The ball flew out of the court.

Song Shijun covered his face and squatted down.